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> Debashis in Plureality 4

Suki was what they called “wisely innocent”, a soul
who presented as rather young but in reality, was ages beyond others.
It’s just that she would come across as naïve.

Max never felt sorry for
her, but wanted to protect her. That was hard because she had her own
little chaos and Max was chaos personified. Some days. Most nights.

Suki and Max, at some star-crossed time, had this
mutual-protection-unspoken-pact between them that led them both to the
brink of destruction – well, while Suki tended to come to the edge
because of Max, Max led himself there rather often. They’d get to the
edge, get nearly destroyed, and then walk away, with some bruises and
cuts and scrapes, and maybe missing a limb.

Max would recover and get into some adventure again (more likely a
‘situation’) and Suki would rise to some other level of maturity or
development or awareness or consciousness or some something
self-aggrandizing like that. Except she would not really see herself
that way. But deep down in her versions, her selves, her plurealities,
she grew deeper and deeper, older and older, wiser and wiser.

To you and me, she was just Suki, someone to watch as she negotiated her
way through the stars, someone who was cute, but in that ‘little kid’
kind of way – maybe like a little sister – a little sister who could
just as easily pull an Uzi or furnish a switchblade to slit your
jugular.

How can you want to be near someone to protect them and yet at the same
time, be a little scared of them? That’s Suki. Cute and
Cutting.